Music
Disclaimer: I do not own Fox Kids or Toie Animation or any companies associated with the production of Digimon. If however, I did own those companies, characters like Daisuke and Junpei would be tortured… heehee ^.^
Paragraph from the last chapter:
That night, Izumi drew the curtains to the window by her bed. She looked up at the calm and peaceful stars in the night sky. Stars she couldn't see in the bright lights of the city skyline. For the first time she thought to herself clearly.
"Ryo has just swept me off his feet, but is he my heart's desire?" she whispered to herself.
Her mind said, "He is absolutely the kindest, handsomest boy in the entire camp."
But her heart begged to differ.
A\N: I'm trying to write more!!! But it's kind of hard when you're writing three fics and once and you're trying to please everyone in sight! Also, the fact I'm getting so little reviews is no inspiration but I want to write because I love to, not because of the reviews.
Takuya sat on the bench feeling the fine rays of the sun on his face until a very bossy cousin disturbed his little silent reverie.
"Takuya! Break's over! We have to get back to work if you want to win that girl's heart! Makoto! You too! Today we are doing things you can say on long peaceful walks. Takuya, you practice with me first. And remember our lesson on how to make conversation with a female!"
Makoto groaned and sat on the park bench while Takuya did his training. Makoto reflected on Takuya's sensitive reactions to anything concerning that Izumi Orimoto girl and he sometimes wondered if he cared enough for Kuen to do the same.
Takuya walked with Oki.
"Pretend that there are no children in this park but you and I and that it is the evening, and that I am Izumi." Oki said kindly and quietly for once. She was prepping up for her sincere Izumi nature that seemed apparent in the girl Takuya liked.
Takuya shoved his hands in his pockets and kept quiet for a while as he thought of something to say.
"The sunset in the harbour has never looked so beautiful. It kind of reminds me of how fragile human beauty is."
"Indeed that is true, Takuya. Just like a sunset, human beauty does not last forever and slips away like water in your hands."
"Izumi, there is something I would like to tell you. It has been a long time that I have withheld this from you," Takuya took a breath as he leaned on the railing and looked out to the ocean. "I think I have taken you for granted all this time you have been around me." Takuya looked into Oki's eyes as if they were Izumi's. "I love you and my heart aches with it as does the sky with the wind."
Oki was so shocked at Takuya and what he had just composed.
"I… I... Takuya, I have loved you all this time, only fooled and swept off my feet by others, but all along, you were the one burrowed deep in my heart." Oki spoke so passionately as well. Takuya and Oki embraced.
Oki let go and spoke up.
"Takuya, that was wonderful and all," Oki sniffled, "but if someone read it in a book, it would be way to mushy to handle! Keep it short sincere and sweet, otherwise, an excellent composition, and I'm glad you went for a hug instead of a kiss!"
As Oki called Makoto to go next, it was Takuya's turn to take a seat. Takuya found a bench on the boardwalk by the ocean. He tried hard to remember every detail about Izumi. Her nice blonde hair, her cute smile and just her roundabout glow of happiness. That was why he liked her, and he understood now, that he had loved her all along. It wasn't just a mere boyhood illusion. Takuya now wondered if he could rectify his actions. How mean he had been to her! She surely would not forget that, and Takuya was positive from that moment that Izumi had now fallen in love with Ryo. He didn't stand a chance against him with all his impurities.
"Earth to Takuya. You've earned you're freedom for today. I still have to work with Makoto, he's failing miserably, but you are free to go back to the apartment if you wish." Oki suddenly told Takuya.
"No, it's okay! I'll stay. I don't think I have anything better to do." Replied Takuya.
"Okay, but if you get bored, you could do a little browsing in the shops. Perhaps find something for Izumi. I'm sure she'd appreciate that," suggested Oki.
"Sure, but I'll stay here for a bit first." Decided Takuya.
He got up from the bench, gave Makoto a sidelong "good luck" glance and walked away. His feet echoed along the wooden boardwalk as he slowly made his way to the dock. This place, aside from some pesky birds and noises of business was quite serene and calm. As Takuya leaned against the railing, he looked over and saw the water, murky and filled with garbage. He could barely catch a glimpse of his reflection. Did he have a real reflection? Or was it just something to hide behind? Takuya couldn't make up his mind. How could he care so much for Izumi for all this time and not realize it? He sighed and walked away. Perhaps he would go window-shopping for something Izumi would like, just as Oki suggested.
When Takuya took his first step onto the busy street, he was so amazed. This looked a bit like Japan, except there still seemed to be a lot more people and there was a tinge of dirtiness that could not be avoided in such a small place. He could smell the wonderful smells wafting through the air from the street stands full of delicious food. He dug into his pockets to see how much he had. Three hundred Hong Kong dollars. That was quite a generous amount given to him by his father so he decided; perhaps he would eat something later. He had a more important task ahead of him.
Takuya thought, 'Now if I were a girl, what would I like?' he didn't like the thought of being a girl but he would consider Jewelry maybe to be a slight bit clichéd and tacky. A card was fine and all but it was… too simple. Perhaps a cuddly gift would charm her! That was it! And there were so many stores that would sell that kind of thing. So he looked for the perfect card, and looked for the perfect gift, and even though he felt sheepish buying it, he himself knew his real intentions.
When Takuya got back to the apartment, he quietly slipped in as to disturb his father, sleeping on the couch who might be suspicious of his purchases. After he sneaked back into the room he shared with Makoto, he hid the presents under Makoto's bed and sat down on the ground, leaning against the cool wall. He noticed two pieces of paper on Makoto's desk. He didn't want to pry but his curiosity got to the better of him. The two pieces of paper contained printed Chinese writing. He looked at it carefully, no idea as to what it was.
"Those are just lyrics to a song… a song that my girlfriend really likes." Makoto sighed as he suddenly stepped in by the door.
"Sorry, Makoto. I was just curious." Takuya responded, surprised by Makoto's openness.
"That's okay, Takuya. I'm trying very hard to learn it to sing to her. She is who I love and I'm going to propose to her soon." Makoto earnestly replied.
"Wow, I'm so surprised by your sudden openness."
"Takuya, I want to tell you, I don't want you to suffer what I almost lost all those years ago."
"Why? What happened?"
"I'll tell you later. Let's have dinner, My mom's calling."
Takuya shrugged and followed Makoto out the door to the dining area.
"So, what have you been doing at the park these days with Makoto and Takuya, Oki?" Aki asked her daughter.
"Well I've just been teaching them some stuff that they need to learn." Aki wavered a bit.
"What kind of stuff?" asked Aki, quite interested.
"Uh…" Oki hesitated.
Suddenly, at that moment, Kentaro decided it was better putting food on top of his head instead of in his mouth. Splorp!
"Hehe, gegoolegoo yum yum ga." Kentaro gurgled, apparently quite happy.
"Oh, look what little Kentaro has done now. Oki, could you get the washcloth and bring me a towel?" Aki exclaimed.
"Yes mother!" Oki was relieved. She didn't want to tell her mother what she, her brother and cousin were doing at the park but she did not want to lie to her mother either. She gave thumbs up to her brother and Takuya as she retrieved what her mother asked.
Later that night, Takuya was lying on his tatami, tossing and turning because he couldn't think clearly. He was plagued by thoughts of Izumi and Ryo.
"Hey Takuya, you're still awake, right? I can hear you tossing and turning from here." Makoto suddenly spoke.
"Yeah, I'm awake."
"I'll tell you what I promised I would earlier. Do you want to hear it?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay. Kuen was not always my girlfriend. When we were starting high school, I had this major crush on her, even though I knew she had a boyfriend, his name was Ryo as well. He was the football star, an A-grade student and all the girls liked him and every one of them would give anything to be in the place of Kuen. I, however, just could not match up to him. I was very good friends with both Ryo and Kuen but of course, Kuen could never love me… so I thought. And then, at the school grad dance, Kuen did it. She dumped him. Ryo had tried to kiss her and Kuen said she was sorry, she couldn't do it. She got up and left. A few days later she called me and asked if she could come over. I let her and wondered why. She came to the door walked in and just cried on my shoulder. So being the person I am, I consoled her and sat her down on the couch. And I had this feeling of emotion overcome me. I had to tell her.
"Kuen," I said softly, "I have loved you all these years, and I just wanted to tell you that, it's being aching in my heart for a while."
She slowly looked up and me.
"That's why I left Ryo." She weakly smiled and leaned on my shoulder."
And the rest of the story I don't have to tell. But even after all that time, I kept on loving her, and you should too, Takuya. I feel that she does love you and no matter what happens at the camp, keep your faith."
"Thanks, Good night." Takuya said quietly.
Takuya still felt unrest and got up and sat by the window instead. He had a view of the harbour. It was beautiful at night reflecting all the city lights still glowing through the night. He looked up to the small stars in the sky that could barely be seen, oh how insignificant they seemed, but each and every one very beautiful in it's own way. Takuya wondered to himself why there were so many Ryos in this world that had to ruin everything.
Takuya woke up later the next morning, realizing this was his day off from Oki's training. Being that, he grabbed a quick breakfast, washed up and thought about what he could do. He remembered something. The song. He had an idea. Takuya politely asked his uncle if he could use the internet which he did get permission for and he printed out some sheet music for the piano. Takuya knew he could never sing but he could play the piano very well. He Turned off the computer and took the sheet music to the piano that his aunt owned. All he did for the next two hours was practice the piece furiously, wanting to make it perfect.
"I've never seen anyone practice as hard as that Takuya." Commented Hiroyuki to his wife.
Aki chuckled, "He probably has someone special to play it to."
What is Takuya going to do? Will Izumi change her mind at the dance?
A:\N: Okay, Okay, this sucked and sorry about the two chapters posting twice, that was accidental. Wah! No one's reviewing!!! I'm listening to some good Chinese/Japanese/English songs ^_^ I hope this was long enough for you guys!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fox Kids or Toie Animation or any companies associated with the production of Digimon. If however, I did own those companies, characters like Daisuke and Junpei would be tortured… heehee ^.^
Paragraph from the last chapter:
That night, Izumi drew the curtains to the window by her bed. She looked up at the calm and peaceful stars in the night sky. Stars she couldn't see in the bright lights of the city skyline. For the first time she thought to herself clearly.
"Ryo has just swept me off his feet, but is he my heart's desire?" she whispered to herself.
Her mind said, "He is absolutely the kindest, handsomest boy in the entire camp."
But her heart begged to differ.
A\N: I'm trying to write more!!! But it's kind of hard when you're writing three fics and once and you're trying to please everyone in sight! Also, the fact I'm getting so little reviews is no inspiration but I want to write because I love to, not because of the reviews.
Takuya sat on the bench feeling the fine rays of the sun on his face until a very bossy cousin disturbed his little silent reverie.
"Takuya! Break's over! We have to get back to work if you want to win that girl's heart! Makoto! You too! Today we are doing things you can say on long peaceful walks. Takuya, you practice with me first. And remember our lesson on how to make conversation with a female!"
Makoto groaned and sat on the park bench while Takuya did his training. Makoto reflected on Takuya's sensitive reactions to anything concerning that Izumi Orimoto girl and he sometimes wondered if he cared enough for Kuen to do the same.
Takuya walked with Oki.
"Pretend that there are no children in this park but you and I and that it is the evening, and that I am Izumi." Oki said kindly and quietly for once. She was prepping up for her sincere Izumi nature that seemed apparent in the girl Takuya liked.
Takuya shoved his hands in his pockets and kept quiet for a while as he thought of something to say.
"The sunset in the harbour has never looked so beautiful. It kind of reminds me of how fragile human beauty is."
"Indeed that is true, Takuya. Just like a sunset, human beauty does not last forever and slips away like water in your hands."
"Izumi, there is something I would like to tell you. It has been a long time that I have withheld this from you," Takuya took a breath as he leaned on the railing and looked out to the ocean. "I think I have taken you for granted all this time you have been around me." Takuya looked into Oki's eyes as if they were Izumi's. "I love you and my heart aches with it as does the sky with the wind."
Oki was so shocked at Takuya and what he had just composed.
"I… I... Takuya, I have loved you all this time, only fooled and swept off my feet by others, but all along, you were the one burrowed deep in my heart." Oki spoke so passionately as well. Takuya and Oki embraced.
Oki let go and spoke up.
"Takuya, that was wonderful and all," Oki sniffled, "but if someone read it in a book, it would be way to mushy to handle! Keep it short sincere and sweet, otherwise, an excellent composition, and I'm glad you went for a hug instead of a kiss!"
As Oki called Makoto to go next, it was Takuya's turn to take a seat. Takuya found a bench on the boardwalk by the ocean. He tried hard to remember every detail about Izumi. Her nice blonde hair, her cute smile and just her roundabout glow of happiness. That was why he liked her, and he understood now, that he had loved her all along. It wasn't just a mere boyhood illusion. Takuya now wondered if he could rectify his actions. How mean he had been to her! She surely would not forget that, and Takuya was positive from that moment that Izumi had now fallen in love with Ryo. He didn't stand a chance against him with all his impurities.
"Earth to Takuya. You've earned you're freedom for today. I still have to work with Makoto, he's failing miserably, but you are free to go back to the apartment if you wish." Oki suddenly told Takuya.
"No, it's okay! I'll stay. I don't think I have anything better to do." Replied Takuya.
"Okay, but if you get bored, you could do a little browsing in the shops. Perhaps find something for Izumi. I'm sure she'd appreciate that," suggested Oki.
"Sure, but I'll stay here for a bit first." Decided Takuya.
He got up from the bench, gave Makoto a sidelong "good luck" glance and walked away. His feet echoed along the wooden boardwalk as he slowly made his way to the dock. This place, aside from some pesky birds and noises of business was quite serene and calm. As Takuya leaned against the railing, he looked over and saw the water, murky and filled with garbage. He could barely catch a glimpse of his reflection. Did he have a real reflection? Or was it just something to hide behind? Takuya couldn't make up his mind. How could he care so much for Izumi for all this time and not realize it? He sighed and walked away. Perhaps he would go window-shopping for something Izumi would like, just as Oki suggested.
When Takuya took his first step onto the busy street, he was so amazed. This looked a bit like Japan, except there still seemed to be a lot more people and there was a tinge of dirtiness that could not be avoided in such a small place. He could smell the wonderful smells wafting through the air from the street stands full of delicious food. He dug into his pockets to see how much he had. Three hundred Hong Kong dollars. That was quite a generous amount given to him by his father so he decided; perhaps he would eat something later. He had a more important task ahead of him.
Takuya thought, 'Now if I were a girl, what would I like?' he didn't like the thought of being a girl but he would consider Jewelry maybe to be a slight bit clichéd and tacky. A card was fine and all but it was… too simple. Perhaps a cuddly gift would charm her! That was it! And there were so many stores that would sell that kind of thing. So he looked for the perfect card, and looked for the perfect gift, and even though he felt sheepish buying it, he himself knew his real intentions.
When Takuya got back to the apartment, he quietly slipped in as to disturb his father, sleeping on the couch who might be suspicious of his purchases. After he sneaked back into the room he shared with Makoto, he hid the presents under Makoto's bed and sat down on the ground, leaning against the cool wall. He noticed two pieces of paper on Makoto's desk. He didn't want to pry but his curiosity got to the better of him. The two pieces of paper contained printed Chinese writing. He looked at it carefully, no idea as to what it was.
"Those are just lyrics to a song… a song that my girlfriend really likes." Makoto sighed as he suddenly stepped in by the door.
"Sorry, Makoto. I was just curious." Takuya responded, surprised by Makoto's openness.
"That's okay, Takuya. I'm trying very hard to learn it to sing to her. She is who I love and I'm going to propose to her soon." Makoto earnestly replied.
"Wow, I'm so surprised by your sudden openness."
"Takuya, I want to tell you, I don't want you to suffer what I almost lost all those years ago."
"Why? What happened?"
"I'll tell you later. Let's have dinner, My mom's calling."
Takuya shrugged and followed Makoto out the door to the dining area.
"So, what have you been doing at the park these days with Makoto and Takuya, Oki?" Aki asked her daughter.
"Well I've just been teaching them some stuff that they need to learn." Aki wavered a bit.
"What kind of stuff?" asked Aki, quite interested.
"Uh…" Oki hesitated.
Suddenly, at that moment, Kentaro decided it was better putting food on top of his head instead of in his mouth. Splorp!
"Hehe, gegoolegoo yum yum ga." Kentaro gurgled, apparently quite happy.
"Oh, look what little Kentaro has done now. Oki, could you get the washcloth and bring me a towel?" Aki exclaimed.
"Yes mother!" Oki was relieved. She didn't want to tell her mother what she, her brother and cousin were doing at the park but she did not want to lie to her mother either. She gave thumbs up to her brother and Takuya as she retrieved what her mother asked.
Later that night, Takuya was lying on his tatami, tossing and turning because he couldn't think clearly. He was plagued by thoughts of Izumi and Ryo.
"Hey Takuya, you're still awake, right? I can hear you tossing and turning from here." Makoto suddenly spoke.
"Yeah, I'm awake."
"I'll tell you what I promised I would earlier. Do you want to hear it?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay. Kuen was not always my girlfriend. When we were starting high school, I had this major crush on her, even though I knew she had a boyfriend, his name was Ryo as well. He was the football star, an A-grade student and all the girls liked him and every one of them would give anything to be in the place of Kuen. I, however, just could not match up to him. I was very good friends with both Ryo and Kuen but of course, Kuen could never love me… so I thought. And then, at the school grad dance, Kuen did it. She dumped him. Ryo had tried to kiss her and Kuen said she was sorry, she couldn't do it. She got up and left. A few days later she called me and asked if she could come over. I let her and wondered why. She came to the door walked in and just cried on my shoulder. So being the person I am, I consoled her and sat her down on the couch. And I had this feeling of emotion overcome me. I had to tell her.
"Kuen," I said softly, "I have loved you all these years, and I just wanted to tell you that, it's being aching in my heart for a while."
She slowly looked up and me.
"That's why I left Ryo." She weakly smiled and leaned on my shoulder."
And the rest of the story I don't have to tell. But even after all that time, I kept on loving her, and you should too, Takuya. I feel that she does love you and no matter what happens at the camp, keep your faith."
"Thanks, Good night." Takuya said quietly.
Takuya still felt unrest and got up and sat by the window instead. He had a view of the harbour. It was beautiful at night reflecting all the city lights still glowing through the night. He looked up to the small stars in the sky that could barely be seen, oh how insignificant they seemed, but each and every one very beautiful in it's own way. Takuya wondered to himself why there were so many Ryos in this world that had to ruin everything.
Takuya woke up later the next morning, realizing this was his day off from Oki's training. Being that, he grabbed a quick breakfast, washed up and thought about what he could do. He remembered something. The song. He had an idea. Takuya politely asked his uncle if he could use the internet which he did get permission for and he printed out some sheet music for the piano. Takuya knew he could never sing but he could play the piano very well. He Turned off the computer and took the sheet music to the piano that his aunt owned. All he did for the next two hours was practice the piece furiously, wanting to make it perfect.
"I've never seen anyone practice as hard as that Takuya." Commented Hiroyuki to his wife.
Aki chuckled, "He probably has someone special to play it to."
What is Takuya going to do? Will Izumi change her mind at the dance?
A:\N: Okay, Okay, this sucked and sorry about the two chapters posting twice, that was accidental. Wah! No one's reviewing!!! I'm listening to some good Chinese/Japanese/English songs ^_^ I hope this was long enough for you guys!!